Hey, Andy!
“Yeah?”
Remember how I told you what a good kitty boy you are because the apartment is mousie-free?
[Andy’s pride assailed, he takes a closer, longer look at the evidence….]
[Andy may be a kitty boy, but he “ain’t stoopid”!]
“That’s a toy mousie! Everyone knows I’m such a stupendously effective predator this apartment has no real mousies! Even you told me that this morning when we did our kitchen cabinet mousie check!”
That’s right: Andy isn’t some stupid kitty boy anyone can fool! But it’s fun trying! Hee! Hee!
Only a mousie of the stuffed or plushy kind dares to venture anywhere near you, Andy.
Those get “killed”, too!
Love his expression when he investigates the imitation mouse! Hehe!
It is fun, eh?!
Brings back memories to me, Doug, of Ctril and Fooey. Whichare good!
Cats!
Cats?
Yeah, those meatloaves with twitchy tails and whiskers!
Haha! Bless em!
Really funny 🙂
I thought he was funny in this encounter with the mouse, too!
Andy is a good patrolman! He would never allow a real mouse in the house. 🙂
I hope not!
We have an old farmhouse which does have mice. Snoops does her best to keep it mouse-free, but it’s a losing battle since the house isn’t sealed
Mice are pretty successful (and frequent!) breeders. Woe be the kitty assigned to keep up with that!
Andy has that “stink eye” down pat!
Oh yeah!
Oh that stink-eye!
Andy came equipped with a powerful one!